Empty Space
MARCH 2, 2007
Sunlight
pours through my office door
this morning...
Blossoms and new leaf green
push through the wet and cold...
and beckon me
beyond the rattle of street construction
and tight words of the morning...
This empty, open space...
dusted with snow-flowers,
holds my longing, my impatience,
like the breath of spring that is yet to come...